Our love is a parrot dwelling in the cage of my heart.
As long as you remember my love in core of yours,
The demons will not disrupt our journey to eternity.

Word is


You have to write bad poetry to learn from your mistakes.
If you cannot think of anything to write right now…
Then wait.
Inspiration will find you and take over your spirit.
Just give it a second.  Try and you will feel it.


The immense wave of goodness, filling your soul with joy or anger.
Hold it in or let it go, but do not just let it pass you on by;
That would be called dropping a clanger.
You may never think of a better line,
So write like it’s the only poem you have ever written;
The best thing from your time.


This is no time for nonchalance.
Dive on in;
See what you can find beneath the surface.
Write it now or never word it.
The choice is yours.
I chose how to word this.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

When FATE and DESTINY
Makes BELOVEDz-LOVERZ meet
And when they Open up
Their hearts & SOUL
To show their ETERNAL AGAPE LOVE
On display to the society and world

It'll be an apocalypse moment of LOVE

*

The modern age we live in
Where each person is hidden behind
A fake mask of artificial shallow-ness
Speaking parroted knowledge
Of ineffectual education

When LOVING dismantles
Such faulty veils of life

It'll be an apocalypse moment of LOVE



BELOVEDz-LOVERz always shower
Joy and happiness to one-another

Only they understand
The hidden POWERS of LOVE

Read between the lines of these words
Understand what LOVER-Z eyes are saying

Once LOVERz-BELOVEDz eyes
Blink in synchronized ONENESS
The world will wake-up from
Their wasted slumber of
Rat-racing success, power & wealth

It'll be an apocalypse moment of LOVE

*

When the heart of flowers
Will burn with LOVE
Those times the dew drops
Will emit insatiable LOVE fire

This season
When the Nature will nurture
LOVE flowers to bloom
In every corner of planet earth

The sky will adore itself
With a billion color rainbows

It'll be an apocalypse moment of LOVE

A pit of fire kindling inside my heart where i
Locked all our memories,
I will let the flames burn everything.
Then,
I will grow from ashes of past existence.

Whenever I look into his eyes I drown.
I just love how his eyes write poetry of my soul.

Cruel is the time,
Cold are the memories,
Armour is the past,
I've been left waiting for the eternity.
It is easy to spell,
But hard to feel.